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Claire's Collar
- Narrated by: Virtual Voice
- Length: 1 hr
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Claire's Collar
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Publisher's summary
My name is Claire Ryan, and I have a secret, but it’s not what you’d expect. Sure, I might be one of the few girls who still goes to college. As far as my classmates are concerned, I'm diligent and studious. Even my best friend, Robbie, doesn't know the truth about me. Ever since women lost to the right to vote, women have retreated from public life, but I'm different. I'm bookish, smart, and willing to assert myself. That’s what everyone expects from me, but there’s more…
Deep down, I have another set of fantasies. I have never admitted this to anyone, but I have always been fascinated by slavery. There's something about seeing those other girls out on the street, collared and leashed. With my female friends, I might roll my eyes or look disgusted at those girls as they submit to their masters. How could they spend so much money and accumulate so many debts that they eventually had to sell themselves into servitude? How could they be so dumb? And yet, another part of me secretly wonders what it would be like. What if someone owned me? What if a powerful man slid a collar around my neck, dictated my choice of clothing, my hairstyle, every facet of my life? What if, instead of being a smart young woman, I just cooked and cleaned, sucked and spread my legs for his pleasure?
Than one random day, my best friend shows me something: a slave collar. Robbie needs it for a presentation, but he wanted me to see at first. I do my best to pretend I'm not interested, but my eyes are pulled toward that pink plastic and the steel liner, not to mention the complicated electronics.
Since it's time for his presentation, Robbie heads out, only he forgets the collar. He'll be fine; he can finish his presentation without his prop, but I find myself unable to resist. I take it up. I examine the slave collar.
And now, the wild temptation hits me. What if I put it on? What if I wear a slave collar just for a few minutes? No one would have to know about it. It's not like Robbie is going to come right back. It's not like he could just utter a few words and activate the collar, trapping me.
This 9,000-word story features extensive domination, bondage, male supremacy, elements of misogyny, and female humiliation. All characters are consenting adults over the age of 18.
Deep down, I have another set of fantasies. I have never admitted this to anyone, but I have always been fascinated by slavery. There's something about seeing those other girls out on the street, collared and leashed. With my female friends, I might roll my eyes or look disgusted at those girls as they submit to their masters. How could they spend so much money and accumulate so many debts that they eventually had to sell themselves into servitude? How could they be so dumb? And yet, another part of me secretly wonders what it would be like. What if someone owned me? What if a powerful man slid a collar around my neck, dictated my choice of clothing, my hairstyle, every facet of my life? What if, instead of being a smart young woman, I just cooked and cleaned, sucked and spread my legs for his pleasure?
Than one random day, my best friend shows me something: a slave collar. Robbie needs it for a presentation, but he wanted me to see at first. I do my best to pretend I'm not interested, but my eyes are pulled toward that pink plastic and the steel liner, not to mention the complicated electronics.
Since it's time for his presentation, Robbie heads out, only he forgets the collar. He'll be fine; he can finish his presentation without his prop, but I find myself unable to resist. I take it up. I examine the slave collar.
And now, the wild temptation hits me. What if I put it on? What if I wear a slave collar just for a few minutes? No one would have to know about it. It's not like Robbie is going to come right back. It's not like he could just utter a few words and activate the collar, trapping me.
This 9,000-word story features extensive domination, bondage, male supremacy, elements of misogyny, and female humiliation. All characters are consenting adults over the age of 18.